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I was going to until I heard a growl, and I knew Tiernan would lose his shit if I leaped up into that damn tree. “What the fuck?” Cahir asks. “Can’t you smell that?” Zia asks. “What do you smell pup?” Tillman asks. “It smells like muddy water.” Zia answers. We find a small camp that those two used, and I can tell the guys are pissed. Tiernan links a few warriors to where we are and see if they can find anything. The rest of us turn back and walk back toward the pack house. Kathal has figured it out. I did link Lennox, Everrett, and Wes to meet us in Tiernan’s office. They have more or less moved here to be with Carina. I was happy she had come out of her shell since being with them.

Carter's Pov Saying I had a wonderful time with Allessandra was only an under statement. She was just a constant reminder of what I couldn't have. That would be her gorgeous body. I wanted to explore every inch of it. I wanted to show her how much I wanted her in my life. My wolf wanted to claim her as his. He wanted to leave a mark that would show other men that she was mine.

Chapter 6 Danielle Carter I hum softly, wriggling my body as the room temperature has become suddenly too cold but my hand touches something that shakes my spirit. I jolt up, sleep clearly from my eyes. Where am I? I threw caution to the air, taking my eyes everywhere until it landed on a man. He was naked with just a tight short hugging his manhood. My eyes boggled out of their sockets as I realized who he was. It is Nathan fucking Cress! And I am in his room, on his bed, lying naked beside him.

she asked cautiously. Carter hesitated, his gaze flickering away for a moment before returning to meet hers. "Partly," he admitted, his voice softening. "I just... I don't like the idea of other guys ogling you like that, but it’s whatever I guess.” Iris's heart skipped a beat at his confession, a rush of warmth flooding through her at the realization of his protectiveness. "Carter, you don't have to worry about that," she said softly, reaching out to place a comforting hand on his arm. "I can take care of myself, you know."

Hania wants to go behind her, but she has to stop because of Shehroz as she knows only she can control him. With a slight smile appeared on her face, Mrs Zainab seemed she was quite enjoying the scene happening in front of her. “A bastard like you doesn't have any place here. Get out. And my sister will marry a man way much better than you. Let me see what you can do.” He retorted, pushing back Zaviyaar. With sarcastic eyes, Zaviyaar glared at him. Mere the thought of imagining Anaaya with someone else made his veins popped out.

Zaria murmured, “... because sometimes what we feel seems more real than anything we can see.” Every head turned towards her at once. Regret hit her instantly. She hadn’t meant to speak, but the words had slipped out, and now Damian’s eyes were fixed on her, steady and unreadable. “A bold statement, Miss Carrington,” Damian said calmly, though his tone carried a sharp edge. “However, psychology is not a place for interpreting feelings.” Zaria felt heat flood her cheeks. She lowered her head, silently cursing herself. Her fingers tightened around the pen as she tried to swallow the embarrassment burning inside her. But before she could think further, Damian's voice came again—lower, deeper an

I changed the topic. “Looks like news travels so fast.” She taunted. “News didn't travel, I asked.” “That dry humor, and I'm staying with Carolina for the moment, but I'm looking for an apartment.” She said, and I smiled. “Move in with me then.” I said, and I watched Zina stare at me in shock. “What! Why will I do that?” “Because I asked, and that's your first punishment.” “Punishment? What wrong have I done to deserve that?” Zina asked.